So I ended up talking to the old friend I was scared to talk to. He said he had been trying to find me and Goggled “Marilyn Spiller”. Then he read and watched and looked at the photos (with what he described as equal parts “horror” and “fascination”) depicting what I have been doing since last we […]
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Park distractions… does the woman on the right look serious enough to be a Marine? She is out of formation and appears to be giggling… I finally hooked up with a women’s walking group this weekend in Riverside Park (“thanks” Jan, for setting it up). Riverside Park has a wide sidewalk and it runs along a […]
I was waxing with someone at work about the fact I never get angry any more and David walked by and said, “What about Lloyd?” I’ll admit I did bring my moving woes to work (I don’t think you are supposed to do that, but he was such an ass…). I don’t mean I don’t […]
I can’t decide whether I’m sick or depressed. I spent all day in bed Wednesday, watching a show called “Longmire” on Netflix. Yes, I binge watch TV. Longmire is this grizzled cowboy sheriff, with what appears to be an unrequited yen for his female deputy and a thirst for Rainier Beer. All the important […]
It’s the holiday party season. This morning I am remembering the way I used to behave at parties when I was still a drinker. My husband called it the Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde syndrome, but it was actually more of a four part social disintegration. It went like this: One: I’d arrive at a […]
Sad, stalker shoes… Help. I looked at a pair of boots on Zappos a few days ago, and now whenever I go onto Facebook, a picture of the same boots pops up on the right side of the feed. How does it know? Then yesterday I was researching something for this blog and right before […]
Sirens on the island of the Lotus Eaters… It’s a little dangerous for me to go through old photographs. The ones of The Bahamas still give me a punch in the gut. It’s like looking at photos of the happy times with the boyfriend you adored, who was wrong for you (I have one of […]
Did I mention I used to own an art gallery? Art guys are my favorite category of people – smart, well read, funny, articulate… I was a bit of a drinker in those days, and I still contend the best conversations I’ve ever had, have been while drinking with artists. On one occasion, the Tony’s were […]
“Eve” by Altay Sadigzade Made you look. How do I put this delicately? When I was a drinker, I occasionally ended up in what might be called a compromising position. The best way to describe it is a fugue state: I didn’t black out exactly, but I’d find myself half dressed, or in an unfamiliar location, or with an unlikely man wondering how […]
My friend Dee says, “There’s a big difference between living a DRAMATIC life and courting drama.” She says we fall into the former category. Like the fat guy in the slapstick comedy who has to DEAL WITH the havoc his buddy brings to the table on a regular basis. Courting Drama? As I think […]
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